Rebecca's POV
I drank and drank. By the time I forced down the last drop, the second bottle was completely empty, rolling away across the tiled floor. My sight was blurry, the tiny room spinning around me in a dizzy circle. My legs felt like jelly, but a dark, reckless courage was burning hot in my veins.
Now was the time.
I forced myself up onto my feet, staggering wildly as I tried to balance. My legs could barely carry me, but I didn't care. I unlocked the door and stumbled out of the servants' quarters. It was already getting dark outside, and most of the pack members were inside the main mansion, winding down and preparing to end the day.
I staggered down the stone pathway into the cool night air, my head heavy and my chest pounding. I kept walking, my eyes scanning the shadows u
